Hii there. Wassup? (Same question back to me) Yeah..i am doing fine ( white lie! as if someone cares to know the truth)
But still lemme go on this time. I am far from being fine. Don’t ask me why coz then I would have nothing to say. Maybe, i don’t have the words to tell what I am going through . Or I just don’t have the guts to tell how good I am at messing things up. I fail to manage stuff and in the process of untangling myself, I end up being on the other side. I wish to feel numb. Nothing at all, atleast for once. But only if i had a choice. I am barely standing upright. I make me a mask of smile. Smile, somewhat like a marvellous piece of art. In the exhibition, people feel pride to buy the smiles that are beyond their understanding but they flaunt of owing it, oblivious of how much effort it takes an artist to paint it.
And there you are! Reminding me how mean I am. Who the hell are you to say that and reciprocating the same? Yes. I am mean. I am not good to me, let alone you. I am selfish.
Aint we all? Don’t we like people just because they are good to us? Don’t we have our desires rooting our each and every action? But you know what, at least I am aware of this, unlike you.
I can be the best and worst person you come across. The only condition is how long you can stay through.
We speak to many, we talk to some and we share with a few. And handful are the ones, who still are with you.
I rest my case here, your honor. I don’t care about your freaking judgements and fake sympathies!
A partner during worst and a company for the best is all that is seeked.